Flirting With My Ex-husband novel Chapter 955

His dislike of Camille had been preordained from the moment he opened his eyes.

Scarlett smiled, closed the jewelry box and carefully placed it back in the case. She locked the case with a safety lock and looked back at Chris, "Don't say that yet."

Scarlett blinked with a hint of naughtiness when she said these words.

With a little excitement in his heart, Chris went over, put his arms around her and lay down on the bed with her, "I don't remember what Raymond was like, but I, Chris, will never marry someone that I don't like."

As he spoke, Chris paused for a moment, as if he knew what Scarlett was thinking," Even if this is an agreement between my parents and her parents, it's impossible for me to marry her."

What's more, his feelings for Chloe weren't that deep, so he couldn't possibly defer to her on everything.

Scarlett put her hands around his neck and smiled, "You won't marry someone you don't like, but when it's someone you like, the result may be different."

"I won't like anyone else."

Scarlett was just kidding, and she didn't make everything so black and white.

Raymond had lost his memory. If she and Raymond hadn't met again, it wouldn't be such an incredible thing that he would have liked someone else.

'After all, we will like or love many people in our life.'

She couldn't be convinced that she'd be married to someone else if she hadn't met Raymond first.

But Chris was serious, and he looked at her so close with his dark eyes.

Well, he actually walked into Scarlett’s "trap ■ on his own that night.

Scarlett looked him in the eye and smiled," What feeling?"

"The feeling of wanting to kiss you and hold you," He said directly.

Scarlett rolled her eyes when she heard Chris's words, and then she looked away. She looked at Chris’ chin and suddenly smiled. Then she looked up and kissed him on the lips, "Like this?"

Chris didn't say anything and kissed her directly.

Compared to Scarlett’s quick kiss, Chris's kiss was more affectionate, leaving Scarlett in infinite tenderness.